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if you want to know what the situation is for gay people in portland oregon my friend got comradezoned last week
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pjackk please come home. I got you a ham steak
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We bear witness to God that the situation is so tragic that it cannot be written or described.
When the rain falls, the tent becomes a floating home on a sea of suffering.
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save me communist party... communist party... save me... unity under a single red flag.... save me!!!!!!!!!
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The proletariat is the creator of the future, not the heir to the past
Varvara Stepanova (1919)
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“From Palestine to the Phillipiness…Stop the US war machine” seen in Mexico City
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Bigfoots gay nephew and a mad scientist who just figured out the Frankenstein doesn’t have to be finished for him to fuck it
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hey. heeeeyyyy. tugs on your shirt. hey. pet me. now
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remember how fucking godawful the divergent series was
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A little more than 4 years ago I contacted my party and went to the first meeting. Finally met people with some sense in them, communists. Communist, what a beautiful word. A single thread across time and space that has embroidered the struggles for dignity and liberation for centuries. Community, Communal, Commune, Communism. The aggregation of differences and similarities under 1 single will. It sounds paradoxical, but it isn't. And the party, el partido, партия, partei, the common denominator across all languages and cultures, is an army with a banner and no nation, fighting a war against war itself, in which you can peer behind the heavy curtain strung up by liberalism. In the party I exist beyond myself, I can no longer completely die. Beyond specific organizations and specific times, the party can never be destroyed because for that to happen you would need to eliminate the proletariat as a class. Amongst different celebrations and anniversaries, I am reminded that everywhere I could possibly go, there will be a group of people who whisper of Lenin and Fanon, and who will recognize me as a part of a process far more immense than any interpersonal pettiness and superficial divisions. La militancia es la mayor expresión de mi mismo porque desborda el ser individual.
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People who are not afraid to text you 40 times in a row and don’t take it personally if you haven’t replied are literally the most valuable members of our society and should be recognized as such
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urbicide is such a word & you're going to end up seeing it a lot more down the line in reference specifically to gaza. israel has quite literally pioneered that kind of violence to the point i cannot see any other possibility than a more formalised definition becoming accepted in the mainstream. it's really just a hatred for the people of palestine that runs so deep that it extends to even the buildings they inhabit
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Painted rolling waves by Daniel Abel.
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every tumblr post about surviving donald trump reads like this
get organised! find your irl community. go to your local library or sign up for local classes. join the local collective at your local coffeeshop or bookstore. connect with your local activists and their local initiatives.
ten thousand words of flowery nonsense
remember, we're strongest when a bunch of individuals doing individual things by themselves and in an entirely disorganised fashion all just happen to be doing the same thing at once, like a social movement dreamt up by john locke. so do that!
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